Having It All

Misinformed
Chapter 6

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The tingle was always the same. Someone was using the well. But next it felt almost as if something was tugging from deep within. Like a cord had been tied to her soul, and Kagome knew without a doubt. “Inuyasha's here” she muttered and tried to suppress the grin that threatened to split her face.

“Kagome are you okay?” Her friend Ayumi questioned. “You're all red and did you just say something?” Her three friends peered at her curiously. Looks she'd grown quite use to as time passed. Laughing nervously she waved her hands about.

“No! No guys! I'm fine really, but sorry gotta go now!” She sped off leaving three very confused girls behind. Kagome had never remembered running so fast. She got plenty of exercise in the Sengoku Jidai plus the added factor also helped. She got to the shrine in no time.

At first Inuyasha climbed through the window like always, but no one was home. Kagome should have been there by now. 'Stupid wench' thought Inuyasha 'she's always freaking late.' Sticking his nose out the window, he took a deep whiff. Kagome was almost to finished climbing the shrine steps.

She was barely panting when she reached the top. Kagome saw four very familiar and happy faces, but where was the fifth. The one that was most important to her. Her eyes lite up when she saw him jump from the shrine roof, and she began running faster. Her heart was still fluttering, and though they had been mates for six months now, he still made her blush and feel like the shy girl she'd once been. It was so refreshing to finally get rid of all those suppressed emotions.

She let out an elated squeal when he began jogging towards her. Gods, she was in love. The two weeks they'd spent apart, was like torture and if he hadn't come, she would have gone back to feudal instead. Luckily her family was on vacation for a few weeks. She didn't feel like restraining herself. After chancing upon a harmless talisman in the past, Kagome took it to the future for further inspection. It turned to belong to a great emperor and Kagome was rewarded quite handsomely for returning it. Putting it mildly, no one in the Higarashi family had to work for the next five generations or so. They decided to keep the shrine, it was a family heirloom and sacred place after all.

He was smiling now, as he ran to greet her. It was beautiful because he so rarely smiled. She quickened her pace. They were a few feet apart now. She let out an ecstatic cry as she launched herself into his arms. Wrapping her legs around his middle, arms around his neck, she held on, as they spun in a full circle.

Inuyasha grasped just as tightly, having missed her much more than he'd ever admit. He inhaled as much of her scent as his nose allowed, drugging himself. He'd been in love before, but this time it was so much more.

Miroku, forgotten all about the earlier transgressions, stood back grinning at his two companions. He held his finance' around the waist and kissed her forehead. Shippo just blushed and waited for his turn to hug Kagome, while Sango stood back with a pretty satisfied expression. One could tell she was pleased with herself.

It was Sango who'd told Kagome that in order to win Inuyasha's heart, she would need to be patient. Kikiyo would forever be a part of Inuyasha, and she would need to be strong enough to understand that if she wanted him as her man. Sango had said that she shouldn't get mad at him for chasing after the resurrected Miko if she couldn't gather up the courage to tell him how she felt. She was practically handing him over. The taijiya also said that no matter what her little sister decided, she'd stand by her. Kagome soon discovered that Sango gave impeccable love advice.

“I couldn't stop thinking about you, Inu” Kagome whispered then kissed is ear on the low. She didn't want the others to see her pulling such a brazen act. She missed contact with him in every way and they didn't kiss intentionally. They wouldn't be able to stop if they did.

“Well ya better not fail any of those test, cause yur thinkin bout me!” he said while settling his mate on her feet. Sango had said he should take interest in things that were important to her as well. Not just the jewel shards or Naraku. His best friend was pretty smart, when she wasn't being dumb as hell. Kagome just smiled and waved the others over. It was best to get the greetings over quickly, Inuyasha would be wanting some alone time very soon.

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Sango searched every where but she still couldn't find him. She was sure her back had only been turned for only a few seconds. Some asshole made a lewd comment about her outfit, and she swiftly beat him to the ground for it. Shippo must've gotten lost somewhere in the crowd that gathered. It wasn't everyday that one saw a sixty two inch woman pummel the hell out of a guy that was well over six feet with her bare hands. While he was begging and apologizing, she remembered that she wasn't alone. That Shippo had opted to stay with her instead watching Miroku womanize. That was the reason the group split in the first place. Inuyasha had ran them off almost immediately and shortly after, Miroku started skirt chasing. She'd asked Kirara to keep him out of trouble though.

Sango tugged on her skirt for the millionth time, certain the whole planet could see her underwear. She'd made the mistake of telling Kagome that what ever the girl from the future picked out would be fine. It was a little late in the day when she remembered Kagome's own dress. The white tank, she wore had thin straps and showed way to much skin. Thankfully a blue jean short jacket was placed over it. But the skirt.... was unacceptable. It was black and shorter than Kagome's by an inch. The pleats swished when she walked, and the exterminator was sure her little pink panties were showing. At least her black sketchers were comfortable. She fit in and even if she did feel ridiculous with all her hair pulled from her face in an high ponytail with the exception of a few random strands, and Sango didn't want Kagome to think her ungrateful.

A group of guys were gawking at her now, and Sango thought she had better find Shippo soon before she had to knuckle up again.


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Hiei was close. He was surrounded in the demons stench. It smelled of Kitsen. This would great teasing material for his fox friend, that is after he hunted down the rouge youkai and gave it a one way ticket back to Makai. Mekuro was expecting his return, and it wasn't in Hiei's design to keep her waiting.

“A dapple ganger” he muttered, while closing in on his target. The youkai had taken the form of a small child, and gaging the Ki energy, Hiei could tell that it wasn't very powerful. Thats probably how was it able to escape the Makai patrol unit. It was time for those lazy assholes back in demon world to step up their game. Since the tournament, Hiei couldn't deny that he was finally at peace, but he'd never expected living a nonviolent life to be so boring. How did Kurama, Yusuke and the Moron, cope. This was the first mission that they'd been on in over two years, and since Yusuke was no longer working for Spirit World the others were no longer obligated. Although the former detective was happy yet bored out of his mind, the others didn't seem to have a problem. Where Hiei, however was just itching for someone to challenge him.

The little shape shifter finally noticed his presence. 'Good, this shouldn't be to hard' thought Hiei.

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Shippo hoped to loose his peruser in the large crowd. Sango and Kagome had taught him that sometimes even brave people ran away. This demon was strong and though Kagome had told him that demons didn't exist in the future, he couldn't ignore his instincts. Sango had beating the hell out some idiot human when, he smelled the wonderful scent of chocolate. Following his nose, he sped towards the direction. He could always find Sango later, though when in the future his senses were more obscured. Approaching the window where a baker was making a positively delectable chocolate cake before his very eyes, Shippo detected a powerful aura. A demonic aura. He needed to find Sango and quick!

Demons, usually liked to hunt smaller, weaker demons for sport. His father case in point. The thunder brothers had killed his father just for the pelt, and Shippo would never forget seeing his patriarch being worn like a sash. He vowed to be stronger, to never suffer the same fate. But first he had to grow up, and being killed right now was unacceptable. He had to figure out way to out smart what was chasing him. At least until one of his friends showed up.

Running down a darkened passage that turn out to be an alley with no outlet, Shippo swore as he felt the menacing presence behind him. With no way out, he turned to face his predator with clinched fist. Inuyasha would be ashamed of him if he didn't at least try.

He doubted his heart scar and kitsen magic would be effective. It was too narrow a space to transform, and he gazed into the crimson orbs of his would capture. Contempt burned brightly as he fixed Shippo with a dark scowl. Swallowing as much fear as possible, the kitsen willed his voice steady as he spoke.

“W-what d-do y-you wa-want? He failed terribly at sounding tough. The demon, which Shippo decide was a of fire, smirked cruelly.

“Under order of Lord Inca, you are hereby deported. You shall be returned to Makai. Whether or not you arrive in one piece is entirely up to you.”

Shippo's eyes began darting nervously as his heart threatened to pound out of his chest. What was he talking about? What was this Makai? And who the hell was Lord Inca? But he knew what deported meant and the threat certainly wasn't lost. Deciding he didn't like the cut of this demon's jib, he did the only thing he knew would get him out of this horrible yet very confusing situation.

“S-sa, San-sa- SANGOOO- HELP ME!!!!!!


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“Damned. Still sore.” Miroku muttered darkly. Sango had been excessively brutal with her punishment and she'd probably be angry at him for sending Kirara back to the shrine. He really didn't need an escort at the moment. Didn't she understand by now? It was simply in his nature to be flirtatious, and he couldn't help it if women were naturally drawn to him. Asking them to bare his children was his equivalent to saying 'you look nice today' or 'would you like to share in sexual congress'. ' Okay, the last part didn't sound right' he thought while rubbing his reddened cheek. He honestly couldn't help it. Lecher ism ran deep within his lineage, as his grandfather was notoriously famous for gropings and indecent remarks. Then there was the whole cursed palm. Not only did it remind Miroku of his impending doom, but it also seemed to have a mind of it's own. Especially around Sango's posterior.

He knew she loath it when he behaved like a derelict, but what choice did he have. He needed an heir, and what better way to put the pressure on then make your love jealous. But it seemed a double edged sword, though Miroku's theory inspired the desired affect, the downside was that he often got walloped for it. He'd made an innocent comment about a random woman's anatomy, and Sango promptly slapped the taste from his mouth. What was the harm in saying he'd wished he was an infant again? Miroku didn't have time further ponder as a large amount of ki energy was heading straight for him.

Kurama was beyond frustrated. Informants had told them to keep their eyes open in human world, but nothing had turned up as of yet. Hiei wasn't communicating with him, and Gods only knew where Yusuke was. It was like being a spirit detective all over again. Working for a completely unorganized faction. Kurama didn't see the point in bringing down the barrier. Humans stayed in Nigeku while demons in Makai. Simple as that. Lord Inca had won the tournament, true, but it didn't take a rocket scientist to discover that he wasn't the brightest star in the sky. And that mate of his. Kurama mentally shuddered at the thought. When he physically shuddered, he realized it had little to do with the unpleasant female.

He hadn't felt anything this strong in centuries. It was always the same, the tremor that passed through the soul. He'd felt it in the modern era, but never this potent and clear. As time passed on, and the world began to think demons more myth than fact, spiritual holy energy seemed to fade. Some three hundred years ago, one couldn't walk without tripping over a monk or miko. But there was one so very close to him now. One with such unimaginable power, that every nerve in his body came to life. If Kurama had hackles, they'd be raised. Ones with holy powers were as natural enemies to youkai as demon hunters. Putting an end to those thoughts before they could flourish, he zeroed in on the source.

The man seemed normal enough to the young monk. People in the future where strange and did strange things to their person. Although in the Sengoku Jidai a scarlet haired fellow would be quite unusual for one without demon blood. But everything in Miroku's being told him, that the man stalking towards him, was no mortal, and when their eyes locked, it was known that there were no secrets on both ends.

Kurama held the humans gaze like a threat and a promise. With his eyes, he warned the holy man against any negative actions. He wanted to pass peacefully, and wouldn't tolerate any hostility. Though the avatar wasn't in favor of a violent tryst at the moment, it was something about this mortal the riled him. He couldn't seem to pinpoint it. Maybe it was the spirit energy reacting to his demonic aura. No it wasn't that. It was something familiar and after taking a few discrete sniffs, he realized it was in the mans smell. It called to him, beckoning him to remember. If he'd been Youko, he could have picked it apart and discovered why the scent angered him so.

Both came to stop a few feet from each other. Miroku sized up his opponent, while the demon in human skin did the same. What was it about this demon, that he couldn't abide. He'd never faced this demon before, and he fingered the beads that bound his cursed hand for reassurance. This youkai was gaging him and he was never one to default on a challenge.

Intuition. Everything about this odd individual made Miroku leery. Maybe they were known to each other in another life. Foes till death. Old animosity that burned as brightly as jade green eyes, and although they'd never met, Miroku found his own eyes narrowing in dislike. He knew without fulling knowing... he hated this demon.

Both stood glaring at each other until Miroku gave a slight nod of acknowledgment, which was returned. There was no need for a quarrel between them dis spite what they where. As they moved around one another, Kurama, growled low in his throat. It was his was something his scent was telling him. It was urging for Youko. Demanding that he destroy this human, for some horrible unnamed infraction. The man seemed to sense it and halted his steps.

Miroku knew of the demons internal struggle. He'd had a gut feeling that he simply couldn't shake and he readied the sutras tucked safely in his pants pocket.

Kurama, seeing no reason to attack, began walking again until the human was no longer within range.

“Unusual demons, in this age” he muttered out loud. “It appears that Lady Kagome was wrong about a thing or two.”

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Her back arched sharply as she moved in rhythm. Nothing on earth, could match this at the moment. Eyes shut tightly, Kagome tangled her hands in the silver locks beneath her. She hated when they were a part for long periods of time. It meant he could tease her mercilessly, while she had little defense. Here she was, perched on her hanyou's face while he loved her passionately with his mouth. He started out slowly. Rubbing his nose between the sleek petals, simply enjoying the scent of her. The heat began radiating fiercely as her body beckoned him to have a taste. Inuyasha wasn't done toying with her, and wished that he had the time to draw every bit of reaction from her. She was such a responsive bitch. His bitch.

She was the first person besides his Mother that he trusted inexplicably. Kagome loved him wholly and the first night they'd given themselves, would forever be imprinted upon their hearts. She was his everything. His life, and if anyone tried to take her in any way.... he growled just thinking about it. Inuyasha promised himself. Promised that he'd be everything she ever needed. Make his heart her haven.

When Inuyasha's tongue finally enter her, Kagome let out a throaty moan. She began rocking her hips in time with his velvety stokes, and found it to much to handle. She was tried raising from his seeking mouth, to delay the moment a bit longer, but Inuyasha wasn't having any of that. He grabbed her hips, firmly pressing her to his face. She bucked wildly while calling out. Kagome was sure her climax would rip her in two but she was too close to stop.

“Yes! Gods Inuyasha I'm so close!”

He grasped her thighs as she began to undulate her hip faster. She was almost there.

“I- I! Inuyasha I feel something!” Her climax was abruptly ended when a powerful demonic aura was sensed. But it was unusually mixed with spiritual energy. Very unusual indeed. It gave her unpleasant chills.

“Yeah, I know” Inuyasha mumbled against her mound, totally oblivious. He tightened his hold and worked faster.

“No Inuyasha! A demonic aura, can't you feel it? Don't you smell anything.”

“It's hard to smell anything with a face full of Kagome” he responded angrily after looking at her queerly. Now that he nose wasn't submerged in her core he could smell something. It smell like a demon, but only half. But it's Ki energy was far stronger than any hanyou he'd ever encountered.

Quickly getting dressed, Inuyasha pondered his luck while gathering Tetssaiga. His beautiful mate was naked, well not completely, he liked it with the skirt on, straddling his face and then to have such a wonderful moment interrupted by a demon. He was going to make a corpse out of who ever this was.


Ignoring Inuyasha's protest, Kagome joined him and they walked down the steps just as the door bell rang. Who ever it was had balls! No sneak attacks?

Cautiously, a irritated Inuyasha opened the door to reveal a boy who looked to be slightly older than his mate. With the collar of his jean jacket flipped up, and slick black hair, he kinda looked like a punk.
He wore the same cocky grin she'd seen her lover sport a thousand times over, and his gaze was a little to knowing. His stopping by was no accident.

“Sorry to interrupt and all” Kagome moved a little closer to her protector, instinctively wrapping her arm around Inuyasha's bare one. He'd left his shirt off in the rush.
“But your boyfriends gotta go. Now are you gonna come along quietly, or do things gotta get ruff?


Chapter 6!!! Wow, and I thought chapter 5 would have been the last. I know it's short, but I need all my energy for the action thats to come. Who really wants to read a 15 page chapter anyway! Oh, and I can't believe it! 6 reviews for last chapter alone and over a 1000 hits! Thats a record, for me anyways. What did you think of the Kurama/Miroku face off. Wow, things are gonna get a lot more intense than that. Nothing like two hot guys banging it out over you!

And to answer any questions, yes Sango did betray Youko. Why, has yet to be seen or read anyway. Was it for Miroku? Who knows, well I do, but thats not the point. Read along and you'll find out. Please review and as always flames are welcomed. I just love your opinions about the story. I also need help with pairings. Read and Review!

The time as come again for me to thank my wonderful reviewers. I'll do this every chapter.

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I just want to clear something up. Yes I did post a story called Solace, but not long after a wonderful author named YFate posted a story titled the Source of Solace. I'll be reposting mine and I hope you read it! Just wanted to clear that up incase there was any confusion. Don't wanna take credit for some elses talent!!! Please Continue to Read and Review!!! Thanks!
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